Fragmentos

The reflection of the past rends us with stained grape and backs crisscrossed by hatred drawings. Who else should love us, let's just tears and hatred.The reflection of the past rends us with stained grape and backs crisscrossed by hatred drawings. Who else should love us, let's just tears and hatred.The reflection of the past rends us with stained grape and backs crisscrossed by hatred drawings. Who else should love us, let's just tears and hatred.